“Oh, for crissakes. Are you kidding me? Are you friggin’ kidding me?... Of course I betrayed those goddamned idiots. Have any of you actually spent five minutes with them? I have, unfortunately. Nothing personal, but I wouldn’t trust these internet windowlickers with a plastic spork from Taco Bell, let alone a freaking $3 trillion dollar budget global superpower. Look, I may be naive, but I’m not stupid.”

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There was a magazine article last summer (in, of all places, The New Yorker) about the contradictory observations of volunteers in community food banks. Among other things, they were troubled by the number of fat and obese people who showed up for free food. This was particularly true at food "give-aways", where patrons would queue up before the doors opened. Some of the volunteers remarked that it looked more like a line to get into Weight Watchers for the weekly weigh-in.